break is over...back on your heads.

Our alarm clocks went off bright and early this morning, and the kids are back in school.

Spring break is over. It's always nice to get back into a regular routine, but I like hanging out with these guys and kind of miss them when their gone, even though life is more orderly and peaceful when they're in school.

So it's "back on our heads." My mom uses this phrase all the time. Just in case you missed the gross joke from days gone by, here it is for your enjoyment:

This guy dies and goes to Hell. The Devil meets him at the gates and says "There are three rooms here, and you can choose which one you want to spend eternity in."
The Devil takes him to the first room where there were people hanging from the walls by their wrists and obviously in agony. It looked painful.
The Devil takes him to the second room where the people are being whipped with metal chains. It looked even more painful.
The Devil then opens the third door, and the man looks inside and sees loads of people sitting around, up to their waists in poop, drinking cups of cocoa. 
The man decides instantly which room he is going to spend the rest of eternity in and chooses the last room. It may stink, but his nose would eventually get used to the smell. But at least it wouldn't hurt. And hey, free cocoa all the time.

He goes into the third room, picks up his cup of cocoa and the Devil walks back in saying "Break's over, back on your heads.

I know how glad you are that I shared this family joke on my family blog. So, you're welcome :)